Author: Zoumaxing Changan
The flaming sword is about half a foot long, fiery red all over, and emits bursting fire energy.
After being activated, fire burst out from the blade, with astonishing power.
Zhu Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up, this flaming knife was really good.
"Fairy, why don't you take a look at my red feather fan? The feathers in this fan are all made from the tail feathers of the fire spirit vulture. It is not only amazingly powerful, but also beautiful in appearance."
A female nun stood up, holding a small and exquisite fiery red feather fan in her hand. She fanned it gently, and heat waves spurted out from it.
Seeing this fiery red feather fan, Zhu Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up.
In terms of power, this fan is comparable to the Flaming Knife.
But this red feather fan has a delicate and beautiful appearance, which is more in line with her aesthetics.
"Yes, this is the red feather fan."
After Zhu Qiaoqiao took the fan handed over by the female cultivator, she handed over the jade box in her hand.
The big man who had taken out the flaming knife earlier was slightly disappointed. He fumbled with the blade of the flaming knife and said to everyone.
"I want to use this knife in exchange for sea spirit beads, or elixirs that can quickly increase my cultivation. In addition to this flaming knife, I have several other magical weapons on my body, all of which I have personally refined. Fellow Taoists, are you aware of this?
If you like it, you can exchange it with me."
As the big man spoke, he took out several more magical instruments from the storage space.
The big man's actions immediately attracted the fiery eyes of many people.
No matter when, magic weapons are hard currency.
One person set his sights on one of the hammer-shaped magic weapons, "Is it possible for me to exchange a bottle of Shen Shen Dan for this magic weapon with you?"
The God-Yun Pill is a pill that enhances spiritual consciousness and is very precious.
Hearing this, the big man shook his head, "Sorry, I just want to exchange for pills that enhance my cultivation."
The person who asked the question was a little disappointed, but not surprised. Not everyone cultivates spiritual consciousness.
"The God-Yun Pill is a good thing. It's rare to see it. I have a pill here that can enhance your cultivation, but I don't want that hammer."
A thin male cultivator in a pill robe stood up and walked towards the stage, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, "How about this, the three of us will do this deal?"
The other two people naturally had no objections. All three of them got what they wanted and were very satisfied.
After the thin male cultivator in the alchemy robe confirmed the Yunshen elixir, his eyes showed a hint of joy, and he slightly raised his hand to the many golden elixir cultivators around him.
"To tell you the truth, I am a third-level alchemy master, and I have a large number of elixirs in my hand, which I have collected and refined from materials that I have worked hard to refine."
The alchemist speaker took out a row of elixir bottles, introduced the elixirs in the bottles one by one, and then stated his needs.
"I would like to use these elixirs in exchange for the elixir recipes and many materials used to refine the elixirs. Regardless of the type of materials, as long as they are what I need, I can exchange them."
The alchemist's words immediately aroused the atmosphere of the whole place. These elixirs are all good things.
"I have twenty third-level spiritual grasses here that are five hundred years old, and I want to exchange them for the Dragon Blood Pill in the hands of fellow Taoist."
"You just want to exchange for the dragon's blood pill with twenty third-level spiritual grasses. You underestimate the value of this dragon's blood pill. I will give you thirty third-level spiritual grasses."
"I also produced thirty third-level spiritual grasses, including five spiritual grasses that are eight hundred years old."
Listening to several people bidding one after another, the smile on Master Alchemist's face grew more and more. He was about to nod and agree to the last bidder when he suddenly heard an old voice.
"I use ten thousand-year-old spiritual grass in exchange for the Dragon Blood Pill in your hand!"
Everyone took a breath and looked at the speaker.
The man's whole body was covered in a cloak, hiding his figure tightly.
Thousand-year-old spiritual grass is already a fourth-level spiritual grass, and you can even use them to refine fourth-level elixirs.
If you use them to refine third-level elixirs, the success rate of making elixirs can be greatly increased.
The alchemist nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, I'll give you this Dragon Blood Pill. But before that, I have to check the integrity of the spiritual grass in your hand."
The old man hidden in the cloak didn't take it seriously. He grabbed it from the air and a huge jade box appeared in his hand. Then the old man threw the jade box directly towards the alchemist on the stage.
Seeing the old man treating the thousand-year-old spiritual grass like this, the alchemist's eyes twitched and he quickly picked up the box carefully.
Opening the jade box lightly, under the protection of the prohibition, the ten thousand-year-old spiritual grasses were intact.
The alchemist was overjoyed and carefully broke through the restrictions. After inspecting the spiritual herbs one by one, he put away the jade box, took the dragon blood pill beside him and threw it towards the old man.
"There is no problem with these thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. The Dragon Blood Pill belongs to fellow Taoist."
The old man in the cloak took the Dragon Blood Pill, opened the bottle and confirmed that the pill was genuine, and nodded with satisfaction.
"I still have some thousand-year-old spiritual grass in my hand. If you have some elixirs like dragon blood elixir that can enhance your body, you can exchange them with me at any time."
Hearing this, the alchemist who was still standing on the stage first lit up his eyes, and then shook his head with a wry smile.
Nowadays, physical training is rare, so there are not many elixirs that he has refined that can strengthen the body. It is estimated that the one that can attract the old man's attention is this dragon blood elixir.
After hearing the words of the cloaked old man, the others' minds suddenly became more active. Several people immediately took out the unused body-building pills and began to exchange them for the Millennium Spiritual Grass.
Several people also took out some body-building spiritual objects, and the old people all accepted them.
The alchemist on the stage was once again surrounded by enthusiastic monks. The elixirs around him were getting less and less, and he was exchanged for a large amount of spiritual herbs and several elixir prescriptions.
A one-armed monk had a slightly hesitant look on his face as he looked at the few pills beside the alchemist. There were still some soul-restoring pills that had not been replaced.
It's just that he doesn't have any magical herbs on his body.
After hesitating again and again, the one-armed male cultivator finally stood up and raised his fists towards the cultivators from all directions.
"I want to exchange for a Spiritual Restoration Pill for recovery purposes, but I don't have the Spiritual Herb in my hand. The only thing I can get is a treasure map. This treasure map is an inheritance from my family.
It’s just that I’ve been wandering the sea looking for it for decades, but I still haven’t found anything.”
Upon hearing the treasure map, the minds of all the Golden Elixir monks present suddenly became active.
After listening to the second half of what the one-armed monk said, the excitement that had just begun to arouse faded a lot.
Treasure maps are not real treasures after all. You even need to take some risks to explore the secrets in order to gain anything.
Moreover, this treasure map is a family heirloom of the one-armed monk. The other party has spent so much time on it, but there is still no result.
Who can guarantee that if they get it, they can find the place where the treasure is hidden?
Besides, if it was really a good thing, how could this one-armed monk be willing to give it up?
If the other party is more evil and creates a fake treasure map to fool them, it is possible.
The eyes of all the monks on the field flickered, but no one spoke up.
The one-armed male cultivator saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, and his mood sank slightly. Just when he was about to say something more, a voice came out.
Chapter completed!